My voice was barely a whisper when I
responded, "Do you want to take
me home?"

Spencer was breathtakingly gorgeous, and
his beautiful eyes closed for a moment while his face scrunched as if he were
in deep thought. I could see that he was debating what to do, and right when I
was about to give him the out, he spoke. "No."

It was a quiet but firm 'No', and I felt my
lips pull up into a smile as he opened his eyes and leveled them on me. He
reached out and plucked my hand from my lap; intertwining our fingers.
"You should smile more often - it's dazzling."